"Freeze!"
As the mirror surface flipped, Feng Yan's figure rapidly retreated, and at the same time, he tried to hold Wang Yu in place again. This time, it was not so easy to succeed.
All he saw was the aurora suddenly erupting. Amid the dazzling, brilliant halo, Wang Yu vanished from sight entirely, and his heart grew ever more desolate.
"Bzzzt—"
Lightning churned. After the other man chose to flee, the Thunder Corpse did not pursue him, but attacked Feng Yan together with Wang Yu.
The Wind Fire Token returned to defend, releasing a Wind Fire Tornado that slammed fiercely into the scattering thunderbolts. Roars rang out without end, and the cave collapsed even further.
At that moment.
Wang Yu arrived in a flash and spun his right foot in a sweeping kick.
Demonic Dragon Tail Swing!
With the support of the Fiend Dragon Armor, and the Ice Dragon Pill Flame following along, this kick struck Feng Yan squarely in the lower back. A crisp crack rang out.
His body folded as if bent in half, exposing spine, bone, and flesh. Fresh blood gushed out, only for Yin Nether Qi and Blood and pill flame to bore into it.
He had almost completely lost the strength to resist.
"I..."
Just as he was about to say something else, Wang Yu simply drew the Yellow Springs Demon Sword and beheaded him with one slash. His Core Extraction Hand instantly stabbed into the man's dantian.
He dug out a complete Golden Core with a crimson base and wind patterns.
A small-scale Soul Destroying Death Light bloomed from the center of his brow. Killing, core extraction, soul destruction... all in one smooth breath, emphasizing a practiced and swift efficiency that did not waste the slightest bit of time.
He recalled the Twin Corpses,